Melody Thaila Kuku
Through A Child's Eyes - Poem by Melody Thaila Kuku
Life's glass is misty,
It gives a hazy view.
Once a child's thought i stumbled on,
And from a child's eye i peeped,
Ask what i saw?
I saw religion tied up,
Each man a chip of its skin took.
Men with dark cross,
Held against their sagging chin,
As they bend over lean sheep
Whose bones stand out in heart breaking rows.
An adult grabs my hand and tells,
As long as you say your prayers,
And you love the hymns,
The trident fork of Lucifer,
Your little eye shall not gaze.
I saw myself a confused chíld,
Waddling in ponds of angry curses,
Curses spoken against men that ruled.
Father's voice booms over Mother's voice,
Each gíve a tale of what should be done,
To fat men that they vote.
I see the men's face on TV,
They smile and i like them.
Why does Papa and Mama bother so much?
They say they will spend if they are in the roóm of power,
Why then do they hate this men?
I see my neighbour the Biscuit seller,
Her hands hard and rough,
The threads stick from her pocket.
I wonder why she is so poor,
Mother says when i grow up i will be rich.
Why then do these adults punish themselves?
When móney comes to them as they grow?
Everyday our neighbours fight.
I was told when two people love themselves,
The altar they walk.
But the Uncle upstairs,
Beats his wife to blue
And in the noon,
Brings home a fool.
Men flirt, women flirt.
I begin to dislike the adults ways.
They lie, they cheat.
I don't understand anything.
Maybe am too young as my teácher says.
They say the world i will know,
When age i find.
They say my eyes are not clear to see the world as it is.
I must have an adult's eye,
To tell the world my thoughts.
But let them talk what they want,
I see what i see,
Though through a chíld's eye i look.
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